The new dominion. [volume] (Morgantown, W. Va.) 1876-1904, 1887-08-07
VOLUME XIII.
fidence in him. Why, sir, when he
made the race for mayor, Hayes beat
him two to one"

made the race for mayor, Hayes beat
| him two to one"
Hayes is popular, thene"
''Of course he is He is an honest,
big-hearted man, with saint for a
wife and two glorious daughters. One
of his girls is TO marry our Congress
man next month. Hayes is self
made man with no nonsense about him.
We call him the poor mans friend. He
is so kind-hearted that he would not
hurt flea.
Half an hour later / entered the
mayors office and found his honor
alone.
1t was unnecessary for me to stoop
to any deception. As soon as Colonel
Hayes saw me he pronounced my name.
IL saw you once at Piedras Camp in
California" he said, motioning me
to chair.
"You have good memory" was
my reply.
at is not better than yours. Your
eyes told me that you recognized me. !"
L
to call on the mayor and ask for infor-
nation concerning the town and its
prospects. 1t was, of course, my in
tention to bring up the murder in a
casual way. desired to see how Hayes
would look and act while discussing it.
But this prompt recognition embar-
raised me.
You were in town last week?o con-
tinued the mayor, looking me straight
in the face.
Yes, 1 was detained here few
hours"
Il remember seeing you walking ur
Main street with Jones, of the Cldrt.
on"
He said this without tremor.
ut is pity that you told Jones
about that episode at Piedras Camp
Colonel Hayes eyed me camly as he
said this, and his manner was entirely
unconcerned.
why should you think--?'
II simply put two and two together
replied the mayor. 'In fact, you haG
no sooner left the town than Jone.
sought private interview with me-
He wanted to borrow five thousand
dollars, and threw out hint about
Piedras Camp that could not be mis-
taken. Then he said that he woulc
call in forty-eight hours for final
answer. His untimely death made il
out of the question for him to keep the
| appointment"
The mayor carelessly drummed with
his fingers on his desk.
Eyes, am sorry you told Jones,
he resumed, in that clear, passionles:
voice peculiar to him, "but you did i
without thinking. There was nc
malice in it. / knew all about
you in the old days. Your best friend
Jack Black, was my chum for time
| saved Jacks life once, and he stucl
to me like brother after that. / know
you are thinking about that hors,
scrape. stole the animal-no doub
about that. But was in tight place.
had to steal or starve, and took tn,
horse. l think have made up for i
since. My conscience does not bottle
me-"
Il regretted telling JONES'" l said
land l extorted a half promise from
him not to repeat it. did not know
his true character.
II knew it was just that way" an
swered Hayes. II knew that Jacl
Blacks old pard was too square MAJ
to injure Il fellow in my situation. Blu
it is all right now. Jones is dead, an,
am not afraid that the story abou
the horse will ever come out"
| Under the circumstances, sug
gested, sit would be terrible blow t.
your family"
Eyes, and the man who would houn,
me down and bring up that old charg
would deserve to be killed like a dog.
shuddered. Some body had bee
killed like dog.
"Here am talking about old times,
laughed the mayor, ''without givin.
you chance to state your bushes
with me. Let me see. You were pass
ing through the place, and as you hat
heard something of our boom yo
naturally came to me to make a fe,
inquiries. Am rightp'
He fastened his shrewd eyes upo
mine with the faintest suspicion of
smile about the corners of his mouth
/ did not get away from the mayo
that day, nor that night. We drov
over the town. went home with him
and found that Mrs. Hayes and he
daughters more than deserved what
had heard of them.
But was Hayes guilty of the murde
of Jonesp
This question was always passin
through my mind. One thing wa
certain. The people of lingo did nc
suspect Hayes, and the man who mad
such charge against him without an
pie proof would have been in DANCE
of mob violence.
At the train next morning the mayo
said, as he shook me by the hand:
'Well, we are the only two me
now living who know about Piedrs
Camp matter. There was another, tn
other day. but he is dead. Goodbye.
As the train rolled off caught la
glimpse of the mayor of lingo. H
was bending down and wiping ava
the tear of a ragged little urchin VIII
was crying his eyes out because h
mother was speeding away from hi
on the outgoing train.
. "a strange man" muttered. And
have never had any reason for chan!
. ing this opinion. - Wallace p Reed,
atlanta Constitution.
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